Incest/Taboo Within You, Without You

"Damn it, Jack! You've had enough to drink. It's not even noon and you're three sheets to the wind," snarled Olivia. "I'm going to go shopping for some food since all you seemed to have brought with you is beer. While I'm gone, you clean this mess up and stop drinking! Be sure you get everything off the cabinets and floor."

I stepped back from the refrigerator, opened the beer in my hand and took a long pull. Then I scooped up the cooler and headed for the dock and my water chariot. Once Olivia determined my intention, she rushed past me to stand in front of the boat with her arms crossed.

Catching her completely by surprise, I had no problem giving her a little shove into the lake. It was early June, but the water in that mountain lake was still pretty cold. Hell, people had been ice fishing on it a couple months ago!

Olivia sputtered and cursed when her head broke back above the surface. The only thing I can compare it to is Sea World. As I placed my cooler in the boat and then tried to step into it, Olivia seemed to rise way out of the water and grab my shirt. It reminded me for all the world of Orca leaping out of the tank. On her way back down, she managed to drag me with her. That was when I fully understood how cold the water was. My balls bunched up in my abdomen. I sobered up immediately.

My shirt had ripped in Olivia's grasp. Half of it was still in her hand and the other half was draped across my shoulders. I reached over and grabbed a hand full of her blouse and gave it a hard yank. She wasn't as lucky as I had been. The entire garment wound up in my hand. Olivia wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples looked hard as pebbles.

I laughed and turned to climb up the ladder at the end of the dock with the blouse still in my left hand. I was just about to step onto the dock when Olivia managed to gain a grip on the waist of my pants. I felt the button in front give and my pants began traveling south. I thought I would still make it onto the dock, but she was relentless. My pants were bunched around my ankles and I couldn't raise my foot to make the last step.

I never realized how strong Olivia was. Even as I struggled to get onto the dock, she gave a mighty pull and back I went into the water. I couldn't even swim because my pants had my ankles bound together and she was still holding them. I squirmed like crazy and managed to free myself from them.

When I surfaced, I immediately saw Olivia climbing the ladder with my pants in her hand. She was laughing like a maniac. I lunged for her and grabbed her shorts and pulled her back off the ladder. In a matter of seconds, I had turned the tables on her. She was now the one thrashing to free her self from clothing that had slid down her body to bunch around her feet.

I was once again laughing as she surfaced. I had not only removed her shorts, but her panties as well. I tossed them into my boat and headed for the ladder again. Olivia and I reached the ladder at the same time. I could see that she had cooled off, literally and figuratively. I motioned for her to precede me up the ladder. As she started up, I notice my boxers floating by. She must have pulled them off with my pants.

Once her bare ass cleared the water, I grabbed her waist and began spanking her bare bottom as the top of her torso leaned over the dock. Unable to go ahead and unwilling to return to the cold water, Olivia remained motionless with moans escaping her lips.

I released her waist and slid my hand up to Olivia's tits. Her nipples felt as hard as they looked. I began pinching them with one hand as I slapped her ass with the other. After about a minute of warming her ass with my palm, I noticed my cock had defied the temperature of the water and was rock hard. I stepped on the rung below Olivia's feet. Now my throbbing cock was even with her quivering ass. With one hand holding the ladder, I used the other to guide my cock into Olivia's steaming pussy.

I couldn't determine which emotion had more control of me at the moment, lust or anger. I was pissed at Olivia like never before, but I couldn't deny the tremendous desire I had to fuck her. Perhaps I was attempting to reassert myself as the alpha male in her life. Maybe it was a good-bye fuck. All I knew for sure was that I had a raging erection and I wanted it inside my naked wife.

I was stunned when Olivia had an orgasm on my first stroke. For a woman almost blue from the cold water, her center was incredibly hot. When my stomach made contact with her ass, I could feel the heat radiating from the spanking I had administered. I only managed a few strokes more before I felt my balls drop back into my scrotum and begin to boil.

As fast as it began, it was over. I fell out of Olivia and she scampered up the ladder and trotted toward the cabin. I admired the jiggle of her ass while I pulled my body onto the dock. Suddenly worried about being seen, I looked around and could see no one, at lease until I looked toward the water. I saw a small boat drifting less than a hundred yards out. It contained a couple with fishing poles in their hands. Had they seen Olivia and me? If so, how much did they witness? As I looked at them, they both waved to me! I could hear their laughter as I quickly turned and walked rapidly to the cabin.

I heard the shower running, so I opened the door and stepped in. How the hell can women stand in scalding hot water? I reached over and adjusted the temperature slightly. Olivia watched me but remained silent. I began soaping her back and then gently ran the soap over her still pink ass. As I rubbed her ass, I once again reached around her to heft her breasts in my hands. Her nipples had softened but under my ministrations, they soon began to harden again.

My balls had dropped lower and my cock began to swell again. I wondered when was the last time I went for a second piece so soon after the first even as I slid my hand down to Olivia's stomach. I used the hand I had been petting her ass with to push her upper body forward as I pulled her bottom close to me. Once again, my cock was greeted by a very hot, wet tunnel. It slid in and was fully seated immediately.

Olivia held on to the faucets as I slowly worked my cock in and out of her clenching pussy. I moved my hands around to grab a tit in each hand and began to roll her nipples between my fingers. Soon I felt spasms from deep inside Olivia. I released her tits and grabbed her hips to help steady her as I quickened my thrusting. For the second time in a matter of minutes, I came in my unfaithful wife's incredible pussy.

As I pulled out of her, Olivia swung around and dropped to her knees before me and took my cock into her mouth. This really took me by surprise. I knew I had given her an orgasm both times I had entered her, but her taking me orally demonstrated her acceptance and forgiveness for my actions. As my wife pleased my cock, I wondered what it would take for me to forgive her.

Then she stood and leaned against me as the water cascaded down on us. It was times like this that make men weak. I had a beautiful naked woman leaning in to me, apparently willing to accept whatever I wanted. I put my arms around her, even as part of me felt repulsed by her. I was unable to sort out my emotions and it made me uncomfortable.

"Let's go out for a lunch," I suggested a little later as we dried ourselves. "All that activity has made me hungry.

Olivia just smiled her agreement and quickly dressed. I noticed that she once again neglected to wear a bra. It wasn't too obvious with the top she wore, unless she mover quickly. Then her breasts would bounce around just enough to attract attention.

We had ordered our meals at a local diner before Olivia began asking the questions I knew had to be driving her crazy.

"Jack, why is it that you aren't in Philadelphia. You told me that you wouldn't be home until Wednesday night. Is something wrong?"

"I guess there is," I allowed as I took a sip of the soda sitting in front of me. "The company I was going to be dealing with had a fire in their manufacturing plant. They had to cancel everything, so I came home Monday night."

I watched Olivia consider what I had just told her. Monday night was the evening she had her lover at the cabin and, I hoped, all hell had broken loose. She was probably wondering if I was somehow connected with the incident.

"Did Mr. Simpson give you a few days off, or haven't you told him about the fire yet?" asked Olivia quietly.

"Well actually, I filled out my retirement papers Tuesday morning and handed them in. He knows about the fire. He wasn't too pleased about my retirement, however. He seemed to think it was a ploy to get a raise, or a better office, or both," I added.

"You retired without consulting me, Jack?" asked Olivia with no indication of the anger I would normally expect from an announcement of such magnitude.

"Yes, I guess I did. I wasn't happy in my job. I'm not sure if it's the work, or if it's the lack of recognition and advancement, or a combination of it all," I admitted. "I have not been a very happy man, or very good company, the past few months. I decided to do something about it. Living like that was no longer an option."

"You never told me you were so unhappy with things at your work, Jack. How come you never told me what was bothering you?" questioned Olivia.

"Olivia, you know me better than anyone. Didn't you notice anything lately? Haven't you noticed that you liked being with me less and less, that you created reasons to not be around me whenever possible? Didn't you ask yourself why I was so miserable that you wanted to avoid me?"

"Jack! I never tried to avoid you. I've just been... busy. I was so into me that I never felt your discomfort, or pain. That's a sad commentary on me, isn't it? My husband, my best friend, my partner was suffering and I never noticed! I am so sorry, Jack. I've had my head up my ass, but it's out now," replied an emotional Olivia.

"It may not be so bad, Olivia. At least my retirement may be short lived. Simpson indicated he may make an offer to me to lure me out of retirement. I feel a little like Roger Clemens," I grinned.

"I hope you aren't using HGH, unless of course your enhanced performance this morning was a result of its use. If that's the case, we'll contact Balco and get a lifetime supply," laughed Olivia.

I fought back the tears as I marveled at the woman I had married. I had never known another woman like Olivia. She enjoyed baseball as much as I did and was very knowledgeable about the sport. Her sense of humor had been one of the things that had endeared her to me from the beginning. Baseball humor was the best of both worlds.

"Olivia, I should apologize for the way I treated you in the lake this morning," I began.

"You're going to apologize for giving me the best two orgasms and some of the most intense sex of our marriage?" demanded Olivia. "Maybe you're apologizing for straightening me out for being such a miserable, controlling bitch? For showing me that I am your woman and that you insist on me always remembering that fact? I will not accept your apology, Jack, because I should be the one telling you how very sorry I am!"

Olivia had tears trickling down her cheeks as she spoke. It occurred to me that she might be prepared to confess her affair to me. Then a shadow was cast over our table and I looked up to see Olivia's father, Hank standing by our table.

"How's it going, Jack?" asked Hank with unusual sincerity. "I'm glad to see you and my daughter here. Have you two been up to the cabin? Feel free to drink my beer, Jack. I can always get more."

We made small talk for a couple minutes before Hank excused himself and left. He offered his imported beer to me? I could only surmise that catching his daughter with another man had shaken him up more than a little. Maybe the prospect of losing me for a son-in-law bothered him more than I would have guessed.

Olivia no longer appeared to be in a hurry to confess, so I asked her why she wasn't at work.

"When I saw your car was still here this morning, I knew you must be fishing, so I called into work and took a sick day. I thought I might spend it with you on the lake. Of course, I never dreamed we'd be in the lake, or that you would take me so forcefully on the dock!" whispered Olivia.

I was surprised at how much she seemed to have enjoyed the little interaction we had earlier. I marveled to myself that it took me 25 years to realize that my wife might be a bit submissive and she liked spontaneous sex... and a little spanking! She was my fantasy woman and I had never guessed it?

The afternoon found us drifting on the lake. Olivia wasn't really into the fishing, but she was a lot of company. We probably talked more than we had in the previous six months. She did keep the cooler near her feet, but seemed willing enough to hand me a brew whenever I asked. For my part, I was much more careful about drinking them too quickly.

Olivia had surprised me even more by wearing a halter top and shorts. It was a lot sexier than she would have appeared on the lake in the past. As chatted, Olivia finished off several beers of her own. Perhaps the beer boosted her courage.

"Jack, I have something I have to tell you," confessed Olivia. "Please hear me out before you ask questions or hurt me, okay."

"Olivia, you should know by now that I will never actually do anything to physically harm you, unless you're referring to the spanking I gave you this morning," I replied.

"No, Jack. You'll understand better once I tell you everything," explained my wife. I've been having an affair with Bill Hesser, Jack. It started about three months ago and ended the other night. I slept with him fewer than a dozen times and I truly regret it now!"

I made a few more casts before I asked, "Are you done, Olivia? Can I ask questions now?"

I saw tears running down Olivia's cheeks as she nodded to me. I decided to find out if she were going to answer truthfully or try to bullshit me.

"I have several questions, Olivia. Why did you decide to have an affair? How many men have you slept with since we've been married? Why did it end, if it actually has."

Olivia winced as my questions cut her. She had to be surprised at my calm demeanor, but she had to know I was seething inside.

"I can't give a definite reason why I did it, Jack. It's a combination of all the bullshit you see in the magazines and read on the internet. I was feeling insecure. I missed the kids. You were so busy with your work. Bill flattered me and made me feel desirable. These are what I think led up to it, Jack. Even as I tell them to you, I realize they sound like bullshit, even to me," admitted Olivia.

"Bill is the only man I have ever been with, other than you, Jack. I regret it deeply now," added Olivia. "Bill and I had a rendezvous here at the cabin Monday evening. He said a few things that caused me to rethink everything we were doing. He talked about fucking me in the big bed. I didn't say anything to him, but it made me feel cheap, like a two bit whore. He even mentioned you and wondered if you would accept me having an affair. I told him that you wouldn't accept it, but that you would probably forgive me. I realized that was what I was thinking, Jack! Even if I were caught, you would still keep me. I had convinced myself that you would never find out, but if you did, you would forgive me. How horrible is that?"

"It's over, Jack. Of that much, I am certain. I'm not going to be like a person that quits smoking and tells everyone after a few hours that they've kicked the habit. I know that since only a couple days have elapsed since I was with him last, it sounds pathetic. There's a couple more reasons, too," admitted Olivia.

"I was almost physically ill when I saw Janet Hone come into the cabin with you the other night. She's wealthy, beautiful, single, and it was obvious she was attracted to you. I was so afraid that you and she were having an affair of your own. I realized how much it hurt to feel the betrayal and humiliation of having a spouse make love to someone else, and you never even did that! It was only my perception, but it still hurt deeply.

"Lastly, I was sure I had turned the alarm system off and had locked the door, but somehow the door blew open and the silent alarm went to the police station. You know how that works, Jack. The cops not only check out the cabin, but they call my dad. They, the cops, Dad, and Sam barged into the bedroom while I was riding Bill like a cowgirl. I never felt so ashamed in my life! My own father and brother finding out what a horrible person I really was. They didn't call me a slut, but they could have, and should have!" sobbed Olivia.

"Dad rushed over and hit Bill in the face really hard. Then the cops grabbed him before he could do it again. Sam grabbed him by the hair and dragged him outside, threatening him every step of the way. The two cops had their hands full with Dad, so they couldn't stop Sam. I think they realized Sam wasn't going to hurt Bill too badly. The cops let Dad go and he grabbed up Bill's clothes and his overnight bag and threw them in the lake," revealed Olivia.

That night had gone better than I had hoped! I cursed myself for not having the balls to hang around and watch the entire scene.

The cops made Dad and Sam sit in the kitchen and let Bill wade out and retrieve his stuff. As you know, the water is still pretty cold. Bill was naked and shivering when he dug his keys out of the pocket in his soggy pants, started his car and drove off, still in the buff," recounted my loving wife.

"Then Dad started in on me! He was furious, Jack. He threatened to take his belt to my ass and beat me till I was raw. I cowered under the sheets as he ranted at me for at least ten minutes. That wasn't as bad, though, as what he told me after I had dressed and he and Sam were driving me home," confessed Olivia sadly.

"Dad told me that the only reason he didn't give me the beating I deserved was that I was your woman, not his. He had given me to you at our wedding. It was up to you to decide what to do with a cheating whore like me, not him. He told me that he would always love me because I was his daughter, but it would be a hell of a lot more difficult for my husband to find a way," sobbed Olivia. "He never acted like he was especially happy with you as my choice for a husband when we got married. You know that."

"I'll never forget what he told me that night, Jack. He said that I had a strong, loyal man that gave me two children and worked his ass off to raise them and keep a roof over our heads. I was married to an honest, honorable man and I had disgraced my marriage, my children and my husband. Oh, Jack! He really laid into me," she cried. "I knew he was right. I felt horrible. I still do. Dad didn't say, but I know he expects me to tell you what happened."

"When I saw him at our table today, I could hardly breathe. I saw how nice he was to you and how he hardly spoke to me. He knew I hadn't told you yet and he's waiting to see how you handle me. He won't blame you if you throw my slutty ass out, and neither will I!" finished Olivia.

I was touched by her sincerity and candor, but weren't most cheaters sorry after they were caught? I felt some pride in that Hank credited me as a good provider, husband, and father. That was high praise coming from him.

"Do you love Bill? If not, how would I know that you wouldn't resume your affair with him, or someone else, Olivia? Especially if I let you get away with it this time? By your own admission, you believed in your heart that I would forgive you. Do you hold me in contempt, Olivia? Do you think of me as your cuckold wimp husband?" I demanded in a slightly raised voice.

"Oh, Jack! No! You aren't a wimp. I know that. I made you a cuckold and I will never forgive myself for that. You are a strong, proud man. It was in my head that you had shown your absolute love for me so often and so well that I could never destroy it. Your strength, your love, was unshakable so I stupidly tested it. Now I fear the results, Jack," admitted Olivia. "I have no real feelings for Bill, which makes this behavior even more abhorrent. I didn't take the day off. I called in and quit yesterday morning. I cannot be around him anymore, regardless of what you decide to do with me."

"How about the sex this morning, Olivia? Were you thinking about Bill's cock when I fucked you? Is he a better lover? Does he have a bigger and better cock? How do I compare, or shouldn't I even ask?"

"Jack! Never think I prefer him, ever! It was exciting because it was so dangerous and so wrong. I doubt there was any real difference in the size of his cock and yours, but I love yours and what you do to me with it. There is no comparison between the two of you and I truly mean that. You are a man, and he is just a player, a pretender. I know that now."

I reached out and tugged Olivia's top off and tossed it away from the boat. She gasped and covered her breasts with her hands.

"What are you doing, Jack? Someone will see me! This is the busiest time of day for people to fish on the lake," worried Olivia.

"I have discovered, Olivia, that seeing you in the nude, or at least topless, relieves stress for me. Right now I am feeling very stressed. I suggest you uncover those tits right now, thus enabling me to maintain control of my emotions!" I warned.

Olivia looked into my face and saw my anger. Slowly she dropped her hands down to her sides and sat motionless.

"Give me another beer and have one yourself, if you'd like. Then pick up your pole and start fishing," I stated firmly. "You don't want to draw any undo attention by sitting out here on the lake without a pole, do you?"

I don't know if Olivia believed me, but I was serious as a heart attack. In all my years of marriage, I could never be very angry at Olivia when I could see her tits and/or ass. Maybe it was a weakness of mine, but it was a fact I had observed early on in our marriage. If she ever needed to reduce my anger, this was the time. She was flushed a bright pink, but she picked up the pole and started fishing.

I had been dwelling on my response to Olivia's infidelity for a couple days, and far too many beers. What was I going to do with her? I sneaked glances at her as I pondered the problem. Seeing her breasts jiggle as she cast her line made my cock hard. She still affected me like no other woman I had ever known. She had given me two wonderful children. She had been a great mother, and until a few weeks ago, an incredible wife.

This very morning I had learned that she appeared to have a bit of a submissive side and that interested me. I had always fantasized about having a woman like that, but never dreamed that Olivia could be that woman. Would she accept me as the dominate member in our marriage? Was this morning's sex a fluke, or could it become more of the norm? I wanted to find out.

The couple that had seen us having sex on the dock in the morning came floating around a cove in the lake and silently approached our boat. Olivia had her back to them and never realized they were even there until they spoke.

"You two are really making the fishing a lot more enjoyable on this lake" laughed the woman. "My husband, Jeff, seems to be especially enjoying it, although I was a beneficiary of your epic struggle by the dock this morning. I may not walk right for the rest of the week."

The woman speaking was probably in her late thirties, while her husband appeared to be a few years older. They were smiling as they floated closer for a little conversation.

"We should introduce ourselves. I'm Helen Banks and this is my husband Jeff. If I'm not mistaken, you're....topless!" shrieked the lady I now knew to be Helen Banks.

Olivia had been startled when she first heard Helen speak. She had tried to keep her back toward the voice, but I had dipped an oar in the water and swung our boat around. Before she could turn around on her seat, Olivia was facing the two anglers in the other boat.

"I'm Jack Lancaster and this is my wife Olivia," I replied to Helen. "Olivia enjoys teasing and tempting me, even while we're fishing. It keeps the fires burning, if you know what I mean."

"We sure do! We watched you two almost drown each other this morning. It was the hottest thing either of us has ever seen. Jeff headed right back to our cabin after you went inside. He decided I needed a spanking, as well as everything else you two did on the end of the dock," revealed Helen.

"We're pleased that we inspired you to have such a pleasant morning. You may see some more unusual activity coming from our direction now and then," I continued. "Olivia and I have decided to push the envelope a little, if you know what I mean."

"Hell, yeah! Like fishing in the middle of the lake topless," blurted Helen's husband, Jeff. "You two seem to be full of good ideas that I want to try. What do you think, Helen?

"I think I'll be out fishing with my boobs exposed at this time tomorrow!" blushed Helen. "Jeff knows how to get me cranked up. He thinks Olivia is gorgeous and wants me to be more daring, like her. How long have you been married?"

"Twenty-five years," responded Olivia, much to my surprise as she slowly raised her arm and expertly cast her line a considerable distance. "I'll do almost anything if it makes Jack happy. And thanks, Jeff, for the compliment."

Jeff looked like he was choking. Watching Olivia's tits as she cast and worked her reel had almost been more than he could stand. He swallowed a couple times as he worked to form a response.

"Jeff's suffering from blood loss to his brain at the moment," observed Helen. "That last cast of yours, Olivia, was a thing of beauty. I bet when Jeff is finally able to talk he'll want to make a bee line for our cabin again! I can see his compass is pointing that way!"

With that, they turned their boat and headed back the way they had come. I turned our boat toward our dock.

"Is that what you want from me, Jack? Do you want to embarrass me as punishment? You saw them coming and made no effort to get away, or at least warn me. Do you think you can make things even by treating me like that?" she asked.

"Don't try to bullshit me, Olivia. If you can honestly tell me that your panties aren't wet right now, I'll apologize," I promised. "If you cannot tell me that, then I'm going to keep experimenting to learn more about your libido. I may have been working too hard and paying too little attention to you, but nothing justifies cheating, and you cheated. I don't have the time or energy to punish you. I'd much rather channel my energies differently."

Olivia looked surprised at my remarks. Then she blushed. As I had hoped, she wasn't going to deny that she had been excited when she was caught on the lake topless.

"You're right, on all counts, Jack. I am wet, and it was totally my fault that I cheated on the best husband I could ever hope to have. Exactly how do you want to channel your energies, Jack, if not in punishing me?" she asked softly.

By this time I had pulled up to the dock and tied the boat. I stepped out and offered Olivia my hand to help her ashore. I wasn't surprised in the least when she tried to suddenly push me into the lake.

Her smirk turned to a look of horror as I picked her up and tossed her off the dock into the cold water. Unfortunately, Olivia once again held on to my shirt and I was dragged with her.

Later on, as we finished making love in the shower, Olivia turned and told me that we would be making another trip into town tomorrow.

"I've lost two pair of underwear, two sets of shorts, and two tops, all in one day. I'll need more clothes, Jack, if you're going to persist in fucking me twice a day on the dock."
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